AphiraMoira

Lance Peaceful woke early in the afternoon, groaning at the light slanting through the heavily blinded windows, forcing himself to his feet, clad only in his underwear against the heat of the summer, opening the door separating his room from the main living room in the small studio apartment he shared with his roommate. "Zack, you here?" He called out, with no answer. Sighing, he turned around, walked back into his room, grabbed a pair of pants and pulled them on, heading for the stairs. He had nearly made it to the old door of their apartment before he realized that he couldn't see, sighed and turned around and went back into his room, pawin